Through the years,
You can't count
all the tears I've shed over you.
Finally, I woke up to see the Light.
Why cry? Why fight?
Tears are useless that only bring sorrow.
"Woe is me; I used to say,
what about tomorrow?"
Years gone by, but you haven't changed.
We let the clock of time repeat itself,
the second time around.
No more tears for you,
not even one more time.
I need to smile again, eventhough,
you tore my spirit down.
Go sleep with whores and don't come home.

You are where you belong.
In a pit of darkness
where the demons roam,
dancing around the post
with legs that are spread,
and breasts that are bare
and eyes that suck you in,
into the pits of hell.
Just stay there fool!
Don't be begging me
for drops of water
when your end is here.
I wash my hands of you for eternity.
Be assured that we are finished.
I seek my destiny.
I will never cry again for you.
No matter what you do.
This is good-bye to you.
There will be for me-
No more tears.
by Dorothy Fontaine
Simon
3/2/05